The next day, it was Christmas morning and I was helping Sirius decorate the house, he was happy for once now that he had company for the holidays.
Blue: You know Sirius, It's okay if you feel sad because you are lonely
Sirius: Blue I swear to Merlin, in a trunk.....off a cliff!
Blue: Aww how nice of you
Later on, Harry wakes up to a pile of presents, the twins Apparate into the room and advise us not to go downstairs.
Blue: Uhh why?
George: Well.....I don't know if you heard but Percy sent back his Christmas sweater and hasn’t asked about father since his attack.
Blue: [Sighs] Lo juro, voy a devolver a esa pequeña mierda a la edad oscura. Joder, lo haré y nadie me detendrá.
(I swear, I'm going to send that little shit back to the dark ages. Fuck it, I'll do it and no one will stop me.)
Harry: W-What did you say?
Blue: You don't want to know, anyways how is Molly?
Fred: Lupin is comforting her
Blue: Good, your mother cannot catch a break
The four of us make our way downstairs, bumping into Hermione, who has made a quilt for Kreacher’s den. I didn't know why she did as there was no point in doing so, we did try to find him in a cupboard with the boiler but when we reach it, he’s nowhere to be found.
Blue: Yo he dead!
Hermione: Blue!
Blue: I'm joking ._.
Sirius: I haven't seen him since you all arrived, I have no idea where he went but I don't care
Harry: You know Sirius, Dobby left the Malfoy’s in my second year, so it’s not impossible
Sirius: Oh well, not that I care
Sirius simply didn't care so we all just carried on with our day, we went to the hospital later on to visit Arthur in a car that Mundungus stole.
When we got there, Arthur quickly got into trouble with Molly for letting one of the trainee Healers try Muggle medicine on him, specifically stitches, which don’t work.
Arthur: Blue since you are a muggle, what is your view in stitches?
Blue: Well it is painful, it can get the job done but I don't recommend it
Molly: See Arthur? Don't assume that it was going to be fine!
They started to argue again so myself, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny decide to leave the room and let the two argue. We get to the fourth floor which was for Spell Damage and saw someone that almost rivals Umbridge's BS.
Harry: Is that?
Ron: Gilderoy Lockhart?!
Blue: What?! Lockprat is still relevant?! I thought he fell off a cliff or something!
Lockhart: Who are you five? Are you fans? If so just wait a minute, I'll get you some autographs.
Before I could stab this prat, a female healer walks in, looking for this twat.
Healer: Oh have you five come to see Mr Gilderoy?
Blue: Ehh not really, just came to see how dumb he got since the last time I saw him
After that very forgetful moment, we end up in a closed ward with permanent patients suffering from spell damage.
As we are begin handed autographs, (I threw mine out the window), Neville and his grandmother comes down the aisle, I only assumed that they were visiting Neville’s parents.
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Hogwarts's Youngest Assistant
FanfictionOne moment, He was celebrating his victory in the ring. The next, Death came for him. Now...he is given a Second Chance at Life in a new world.
